Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

To show its identity, the race that stripped away the "God of War" Artosh in the original book and has infinite self-transformation and evolution capabilities will inevitably fall into the alliance formed by the God of Disaster and the God of Suspicion.

--Perfect.

Of course, the precondition is that the now awakened suspicious god is willing to believe in himself...

"Repeat the question just now, can you give me the answer?" Fanlou asked.

"Part of it."

Rope didn't dare to say too much.

"It may be a little subjective, but like the name "Saillou", I will give you the necessary explanation to agree with. "

"Request accepted."

Fanlou is not ambiguous at all, said cheerfully.

Then the long-haired girl sitting on the ink bucket moved to the side of the black-haired youth, staring at Luo Pei's profile from the left.

"The "tentative" spirit is the god species of disaster, and I am willing to form a relationship with you to demonstrate and answer each other. "

"Rope."

The black-haired youth said.

"That's my name, get rid of that irritating name."

"'Tentatively' Rope. "The girl still does not forget her "tentative".

"...Well, do as you like."

On the side not far away, the Witch Ring felt that he should not appear in such a scene - watching the conversation between the two gods.

The girl sitting on the ink bucket, a tall and tall black-haired man.

God of Doubt and God of Disaster.

Perhaps, this moment is the result of the miracle turned into reality.

Chapter [-] The Beast Ear Mother is a Treasure in the World

It may be because of the excessive use of "Blood Bad", the head of the Royal Witch Ring is a little unclear.

The fox girl with golden hair was in a state of confusion, and she didn't even know how she left that area and set foot on the grass dome ship of the forest elves.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing on a spacious ship composed of trees and magic.

Most of the surrounding are elves, and a small number of nightmares are standing on the top of the grass dome ship, which seems to play a role as a reconnaissance instrument.

And they, the only orcs on the ship, were located in front of the main hall door.

"Lord Huan, this... shouldn't we be executed?"

Yiyan asked worriedly.

The Witch Ring shook his head.

"No matter which of the two lords of the gods, if they have the idea of ​​​​killing us, we will all die. Why do we need to do it? In this case, don't think too much of yourself, and honestly adapt to the situation."

That's right, although I don't know why the God of Calamity brought himself into this formation, but now I can only adapt accordingly.

Because they are the weak, the weak are dominated by the strong and have no right to choose.

In the dead air, after about a moment, a elf girl in a dress walked out of the main hall and stood in front of the ring.

Even though she was slightly less tall than a fox girl, the girl showed a "looking down" temperament from head to toe.

The Royal Witch Ring also bowed his head slightly, not daring to express any dissatisfaction.

"As a beast, you seem to understand etiquette."

Xinke Nierbalian smiled, the contempt in his eyes did not mean to conceal at all.

"Although I don't know why Mr. Rope and that... Mr. Fanlou left your life and brought it here, but now put away all your thoughts and be full of respect and fear. Because next, you will officially See you in the presence of the gods."

"Yes……"

The Witch Ring responded softly.

"go in."

Xin Ke fluttered her long hair and walked away from Yu Wuhuan's side.

But the orcs didn't take a few steps, and the voice of the elves girl rang again.

"I said it was 'you', right? "

Xin Ke squinted at the Witch Ring.

"I didn't add any plural words, so only you are qualified to meet the gods. Are you planning to pollute the eyes of Lord Rope with those weed-like livestock?"

despised, despised.

But those orcs didn't even have any unwilling feelings, they just bowed their heads and said nothing.

They are very aware of the gap between the elf girl in front of them and themselves, and the arrogance of the elf is that almost all species know the information. As long as they don't act, contempt in words is nothing at all.

Nothing is secondary to survival.